Damon's pov I watched as my mother walked out the door, her eyes filled with disappointment and anger. It was clear that she didn't approve of my decision, but I knew what I had to do. I turned to my friend Warren and told him that we needed to go to Elysia's office. "I have to get those documents back," I said, my voice filled with determination. "It's the only way I can stop my father and mother from taking over the company." Warren nodded in agreement and we quickly made our way to the car. As we drove to Elysia's company, my mind raced with thoughts of what could happen if I didn't succeed. The future of the company, and my own future, hung in the balance. Thankfully, when we arrived at the office, Elysia wasn't there. I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that I wouldn't have to face her today. But as grateful as I was for her absence, I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt for what I was about to do. As I rifled through Elysia's files, searching for the documents I needed,
Elysia's heart pounded hard in her chest, and her mind raced as Damon's words echoed in her ears. She couldn't believe what he had just told her: that their marriage was nothing but a contract between their families. It felt as if the ground had crumbled beneath her feet, leaving her with nothing but a sense of betrayal and despair. "How could you lie to me, Damon? How could you deceive me like this?" Elysia's voice was laced with anger and hurt. "I thought we had something real, something that came from the heart." Damon's expression was solemn as he looked at her. "I didn't lie to you, Elysia. It's the truth. Our marriage was arranged by our families for their own interests." Elysia felt as if she couldn't breathe, as if the air had been sucked out of the room. She had always felt something special between her and Damon, something that went beyond the arrangement of their families. But now, that feeling was shattered, leaving her with a sense of suffocation. "I can't believe this
Elysia's pov Istood alone in my office, staring at the closed door as Damon walked out. Anger boiled within me as I wondered what my life was like before I lost my memories. Was it really with him? Did he really love me? I shook my head, frustrated with myself for not remembering anything. I was lost in thought when I heard the door open. I turned around to see Macy standing there. "What happened, Elysia?" Macy asked, her voice laced with concern. "Damon just left," I said, my voice shaking with anger. Macy put her hand on my shoulder, trying to comfort me. "Do you want to talk about it?" I shook my head, feeling tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. "I don't even know who I am anymore," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Macy pulled me into a hug, and I clung to her, feeling like a child in need of comfort. After a moment, I pulled away and wiped my tears. "I need to go after him," I said, my voice firm. Macy tried to stop me, telling me that it was a bad idea, but
Damon's pov Damon drove after the cab, his heart racing with worry and fear for Elysia. He arrives at the hospital before them and quickly rushes inside, searching for Elysia. He spots her being carried by Macy and immediately walks towards them, offering to take Elysia from her. Without hesitation, he carries Elysia on his arms and rushes to the nearest doctor, demanding they help her. He feels her body trembling with pain and fear, and his heart aches with guilt for not being able to protect her from harm. As they wait for the doctor's examination, Damon can feel Elysia's eyes staring at him, filled with confusion and doubt. He knows she has questions, but he doesn't want to answer them yet. Not until he figures out how to fix things, how to make things right between them. For now, all he can do is hold her close and pray that everything will be okay. As I walked outside the hospital, I took a deep breath of fresh air. My mind was in turmoil, and I needed a moment to collect my
Damon's pov Feeling the weight of Hector's threat bearing down on me, I knew I had to act fast. But before I could leave the hospital, I needed to make sure that Elysia was in good hands. I dialed Ellen's number, hoping that she would be able to come and stay with Elysia while I dealt with Hector. When she picked up the phone, her voice was icy and distant. "What do you want, Damon?" she asked, her words laced with disdain. "Ellen, it's me," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. "Look, I need your help. I have to deal with something urgent, and I need you to come and stay with Elysia while I'm gone." Ellen sighed heavily, her irritation palpable through the phone. "Fine," she said finally, her voice dripping with resentment. "I'll be there in a few minutes." When she arrived at the hospital, I could feel the tension crackling between us. Ellen had always hated me, blaming me for all of Elysia's problems. I knew that her feelings were justified, but it still hurt to be on the rece
Elysia's pov I felt a sense of relief wash over me as Macy walked into the hospital room. I embraced her, grateful for her presence. "Macy, it's so good to see you," I said, my voice filled with warmth. Macy hugged me back tightly. "It's good to see you too, Elysia," she said. "I heard Damon was here. Is he still around?" I pulled away from Macy, a worried look on my face. "He had to leave in a hurry," I said. "Do you know why?" Macy shook her head. "He said something about work," she said, her voice tinged with concern. "But he seemed pretty agitated when he got the call." I frowned, wondering what could have happened to make Damon so upset. "Did he say anything else?" Macy hesitated for a moment before speaking. "He called Ellen too," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. My heart sank as Macy spoke. I knew Ellen and Damon had a complicated relationship, and I couldn't help but wonder what he wanted from her. "Why did he call Ellen?" I asked, my voice trembling. Macy s
Damon's pov As I sat across from Hector in the crowded café, I couldn't help but feel a sense of annoyance at his presence. It wasn't that I feared him or even disliked him, it was simply that I found his constant meddling to be a nuisance. Despite our tumultuous history, I had hoped that he would have moved on from his obsession with taking everything from me. However, as he began to speak, I knew that my hopes had been in vain. Hector claimed that my father had lied to me and that he was indeed interested in taking over the transportation company, along with the casino. I was initially taken aback by this news, as I had always thought my father had no interest in the casino. But as I thought more about it, I realized that Hector may have been bluffing. "Why should I believe you?" I asked, eyeing him skeptically. Hector simply smiled in response, a sly look on his face that made me even more suspicious. I wondered what he was hiding, what cards he was holding close to his chest.
Damon's pov I ordered another cup of coffee, trying to calm my racing thoughts. Just as I took a sip, my phone rang. It was Julius, my top executive at the company. "Mr. Damon, there's a strange-looking man in your office. He's claiming that he'll shut down the company if you don't get here in ten minutes." I stood up abruptly, spilling some of my coffee. Who was this man and what did he want? I quickly paid for my coffee and left the cafe, heading straight to the company. I couldn't believe it. Just when I thought I was done dealing with Hector's madness, now there was another problem at my company. I quickly paid for my coffee and ran out of the cafe, trying to make it to my office in record time. I could feel my heart beating fast as I got into my car and started driving towards the company. I tried to calm myself down by taking deep breaths, but it was no use. The thought of someone trying to shut down my company was infuriating. As I drove, I couldn't help but wonder who thi
Elysia's pov Damon turned towards me, his expression still unreadable. "If you want to be the CEO, Elysia, you're going to have to work for it. You'll start as my assistant, and we'll see how you handle the job. If you prove yourself, then maybe we can talk about making you the CEO." I gritted my teeth, my fists still clenched. I couldn't believe that he was making me jump through all these hoops just to prove myself. "I don't need your help, Damon," I spat out, my anger boiling over. "I can do this on my own. I don't need you to hold my hand and guide me through everything." Damon's lips quirked up in a small smile. "Is that so? Well, then. I guess we'll see how well you do on your own." He walked towards the door, turning back for a moment to add one final remark. "But just remember, Elysia. This is my company as much as it is yours. And I won't let you ruin it." I watched him leave, feeling a mixture of anger and frustration. I couldn't believe that Damon was making things so
Elysia's pov "I can't believe you're doing this to me, Damon!" I yelled, my frustration and anger mounting with each passing moment. "You know how hard I've worked to build up that company, and now you're telling me that I'm not fit to take over? That's complete bullshit!" Damon's expression remained calm, but I could see the hint of irritation in his eyes. "Watch your language, Elysia," he said firmly. "You're not doing yourself any favors by acting like this." I didn't care. I was too angry to care. "You know what, Damon? Screw you!" I spat, my voice rising with each word. "Screw you and your stupid mother! She've been trying to steal my company for months, and now you're using my memory loss as an excuse to take it away from me. You've taken over my family's company, and now you are doing this to me as well. Well, I'm not going to let that happen." Helen, who had been standing beside Kylian, stepped forward, her face twisted in anger. "You're lying, Elysia," she said, her voice
Elysia's pov "Take the money and move," he said, his voice shaking. I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I took the bag and slowly backed away. The man followed me, his gun still trained on me. As I spun to my right, and I saw his car parked just a few yards away. He motioned for me to follow him, and I complied. We walked in silence, the only sound being our footsteps and the occasional sound of a car passing by. When we got to his car, he opened the trunk and told me to put the bag inside. My hands were shaking as I tried to lift the heavy bag. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my leg. I looked down and saw a gunshot wound. I stumbled, trying to stay upright, and the bag fell to the ground. "Come on, hurry up!" he shouted. I struggled to pick up the bag, feeling the blood soaking through my pants. Eventually, I managed to place the bag inside the trunk. I turned to face him, my eyes blurry with tears of pain and fear. But then, something strange happened. The man was lying
Damon's pov My heart skipped a beat as my father rushed into the room with a gun in his hand. I had never seen him so unhinged before, and it scared me. "Father, put the gun down," I said, trying to keep my voice calm. "This isn't the way to handle things." But my father was beyond reason. He pointed the gun at Quincy, his eyes blazing with anger. "You'll pay for what your father did to me!" he shouted. I could see the fear in Quincy's eyes as my father took aim, and I knew I had to act fast. I lunged forward, grabbing my father's arm and trying to wrestle the gun away from him. "Stop it, Father!" I yelled. "This isn't the answer!" But my father was too strong for me, and he pushed me away with a fierce shove. I stumbled backwards, watching in horror as he pulled the trigger. The sound of the gunshot echoed through the room, and for a moment, everything was still, as my father shot at the roof. I felt sick to my stomach as I realized what had just happened. The board members
Damon's pov It was morning, and Elysia looked radiant as she sat at the breakfast table, sipping her coffee and nibbling on a croissant. But even as I watched her, something nagged at me, deep in my heart. Had she remembered? Had she figured out what I had done? As she rose from the table and headed upstairs to change, I took a deep breath and tried to shake off my anxiety. But when she reappeared, dressed and ready to go, my nerves were still on edge. I tried to put on a brave face as we headed to the living room, where our son Ian was playing with his toys. But I could feel the tension between us, and I knew that something was off. As I settled onto the couch, my phone beeped with a new message. I glanced over the screen, and my heart skipped a beat. It was from Julius, "Quincy Randolph, is at the transportation company, he held an open meeting. Where are you?" My eyes turned red with anger. How dare he? How dare he try to steal my company out from under me? I stood up, my
Elysia's pov As I drove down the road towards the beach Helen had picked, I encountered heavy traffic. The cars moved sluggishly, causing me to feel restless and anxious. I kept checking the time on my dashboard, hoping I wouldn't be too late. Finally, I reached the beach, and as expected, Helen was already there. She had parked her car and was waiting with a big bag by her side. As I parked my car beside hers, I noticed that the beach was empty, with no one around except for us. It was just afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow on everything around us. I got out of my car and went over to Helen, feeling curious and a little apprehensive. "Hey Helen," I said, "where are the company documents?" Helen looked at me with a strange expression on her face, and then suddenly went down on her knees. "Elysia," she said, "I can never hand over those documents to you." "What?" I said, feeling stunned. "What are you talking about?" Helen opened her bag, and my eyes
Elysia's pov We were so excited but then, we excitement quickly fades as I realizes that they will need to open the safe. I takes a deep breath and looks at Macy with a worried expression. "I don't know how to open it. Maybe my fingerprint will work?" I suggests, beginning to stamp my fingers all over the safe. Macy shakes her head, "I don't think so, it's probably not set up to recognize anyone's fingerprints but the owner's." My heart sinks as I realizes Macy's words are true. I give up, tears forming in my eyes as I contemplates the idea of forcing a memory I might not even remember. Macy notices my distress and quickly thinks of a solution. "Instead of that, let's try all birthdays. We'll start with your parents and sister, then move on to Kate's brother, Adam, Damon, and Ian." I nods and they begin trying all possible dates, but the safe remains locked. Frustration builds up as they try over and over again. My anxiety worsens with each unsuccessful attempt. Just when we wer
Elysia's Pov "I don't know what you're talking about, Damon," I say, my voice shaking with fear. "Please, you have to believe me." Damon looks intrigued by my denial, and for a moment, I think he might let me go. But then he shakes his head and releases his grip on my arm. "Fine," he says, his voice cold and distant. "Go." I rub my wrist slightly, trying to ease the pain where his fingers had dug in, before turning and walking slowly out of the room. Once I'm outside, I break into a run, my heart pounding in my chest as I race towards my car. I can feel the fear gripping me as I drive out of the villa and onto the street. My hands are shaking on the steering wheel, and I find it hard to catch my breath. As I drive across the bridge, my mind is a blur of emotions - fear, anger, and confusion all mingling together. And then, suddenly, I can't take it anymore. I pull over to the side of the road and jump out of my car, gasping for breath. I stand there on the bridge, the wind whipp
Elysia Pov I felt a lump in my throat, as though I had always suspected that Helen had a wild side, but I didn't want to believe that she would sleep around with anyone. "Do you have any proof?" I asked hesitantly. Macy then said, "Actually, Elysia, you secured pictures of Helen with some guys a while ago. Don't you remember?" I shook my head, feeling a wave of confusion wash over me. "I don't remember that, Macy. You know I lost my memories." Macy sighed and said, "That's right, I forgot. Look, Elysia, let's go to the office tomorrow, and I'll help you go through all the files and paperwork. We'll see if we can find any evidence of what Helen is up to." I nodded slowly, feeling grateful for Macy's help. "Thank you, Macy. I don't know what I would do without you." Macy laughs, "You don't have to thank me, Elysia. We're friends, and I'll always be here for you, no matter what." "Macy, I talked to Helen earlier, and I threatened her. I told her I wanted the company, but she said s